I so love how the universe works. I was just talking to a friend and reminding her that her life is of value. I talked with her about how if she focuses on that understanding it will help her move out of her depression. She has told herself that her life is worth nothing so often that she now believes it. I can remember a time when people told me my life was worth nothing. I am so grateful part of me never agreed with them, or at least did not agree with them long enough for it to take root and push out all the light in my life and heart.
My life is worth something. This was the affirmation I read this morning from don Miguel Ruiz Jr’s new book Living a Life of Awareness: Daily Meditations on the Toltec Path. He wrote, Read more
Where did the insecurities come from, not sure I know, not sure they just appeared over night, more like this gradual accumulation of internalized messages. It is kind of like that analogy I made once about a coffee cup. When we are born, we are like this brand new coffee cup, but the longer we have it the more we notice the stains and the little tiny cracks and chips and imperfections that gather over time. It is not that the cup went from one condition over night to another, it just happened and then when we begin to see or more appropriately own our stuff then we can begin to do something about it, or at least choose to do something about it.
I think for the longest time, I ate my feelings. I ate my words. I was scared to speak what I was feeling because of a fear of abandonment. Read more